.
So tiny!
He looks brand new
just born
we slow right down
turn off the engine
and wait for his mum
to decide which way
to lead
the tiny fawn
~ landed on
an alien planet ~
testing his legs
for the first time
all irregular angles
and bewilderment
.
We will let them choose
one lush verge
or the other,
tall with spring rain
filled out with flowers,
Mom can’t decide
perhaps it’s her first time too
.
We marvel at
the fragile newness
the perfect miniature
as a massive truck
crawls to a halt
and waits in reverence
while mom and baby
select their exit point
.
The pick-up passes by
with tender slowness
and we continue quietly
on our way
amazed at the care
of the drivers on
these winding roads
who stop with love
for deer and bear
.
Who never tire
of the wonder
.
by Carys Owen
(a true story)
